"Very good! However, I am the leader of the Pearl River Army, you must remember this clearly!" Fang Yun raised his chin slightly and looked directly into Su Lun's eyes.
"I know." Su Lun's expression remained unchanged, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"Very good, you go and write a miscellaneous record now, recording everything that happened in the Pearl River Army in the past ten years. Even if the matter only involves ordinary scholars, you have to write it down. Do you understand?" Fang Yun asked.
Su Lun immediately said: "I will obey your orders!"
Zhang Qingfeng looked at Fang Yun and said, "It's a good thing that you understand various matters. But... you still have to look at all the account books and documents. Isn't it too much work?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "It only takes one day's work, it's not considered hard work."
Zhang Qingfeng and Su Lun looked at Fang Yun in surprise, unable to believe it.
"Well, you have been tempered for many years, so you naturally know what to prioritize. I won't say any more." Zhang Qingfeng said.
"Uncle Qingfeng, your words are too serious. If there is anything wrong with my behavior, I hope you can point it out so that I can reconsider. As for those account books and documents, they are indeed not difficult for me. After ten years in prison, my growth has far exceeded that of my peers."
Zhang Qingfeng nodded and said nothing.
Soon, the first batch of account books and documents located inside the military camp were transported in, pulled by a horse-drawn carriage. Soldiers carried in boxes of documents. There were twelve boxes in total, and each box was three feet high.
Zhang Qingfeng and Su Lun did not leave, but stood close to Fang Yun, wondering how Fang Yun could move so fast.
Fang Yun lightly moved his index finger towards the first box, and his talent surged out. Then, thirty-five books of varying thicknesses flew out of the box, suspended in the air, and neatly arranged facing Fang Yun.
Fang Yun moved his fingers again, and the pages of the thirty-five books turned together as if they were blown by a strong wind.
In the big tent, the rustling sound continued. After only five breaths, the thirty-five pages were turned.
Fang Yun moved his fingers for the third time, and the thirty-five books fell back into the book box in the previous order.
"Next box."
Everyone present was almost shocked. Zhang Qingfeng blinked blankly and asked, "I'm not trying to hurt you, but what kind of suffering have you gone through in the past ten years to cultivate such a miraculous ability? Even a university scholar can't read so quickly. Only a great scholar can read thousands of volumes with just a flick of his hand."
Everyone nodded and looked at Fang Yun with great sympathy. Even Su Lun, who was indifferent to Fang Yun, showed pity in his eyes.
Fang Yun chuckled and continued to read the second box of books. He thought to himself that he was now doing two things at once. He first used this method to record all the books into the strange book world, and then let another divine thought read them in the strange book world at a thousand times the normal speed.
Box after box of account books and documents were transported into the big tent, and then box after box was transported away. As it took time to transport the account books and documents, Fang Yun often had to sit in the big tent to rest because he had nothing to read.
This strange incident soon spread throughout the city. Wei Changxian secretly made trouble and asked the people in the warehouse to send other documents that had nothing to do with the Royal Guards. Then he contacted the prefect of Zhucheng and asked him to send those official documents and account books that had nothing to do with the army to the Royal Guards.
As a result, the carriages and horses of the Zhucheng government and the Zhujiang Army were mobilized. Soon, a spectacular scene appeared in the Royal Guard Camp. Carriages loaded with books kept coming in from the left, and the same carriages kept going out from the right. The whole process continued until the early morning of the next day.
All the account books and documents in the city that could be shown to Fang Yun had already been sent to the Royal Guard Camp. There were even several carts of messy books, which Fang Yun took care of.
After reading all the documents, Fang Yun took a short nap and then got up to have breakfast. While eating, he read the letter and listened to the discussions of people on the discussion board.
"From now on, if anyone praises Zhang Longxiang for his vast knowledge, that would be insulting him!"
"The words that are used to describe him in the vast library seem far from enough."
"Others have standing bookcases, but Zhang Longxiang has standing library."
"Terrible speed! You always say Fang Xusheng is better than Zhang Longxiang, can he do it? He definitely can't! So I always say that Zhang Longxiang will definitely surpass Fang Xusheng!"
"Please don't compare Zhang Longxiang with Fang Xusheng anymore. From now on, any comparison between the two will be seen by me as flattering Zhang Longxiang!"
Fang Yun got a headache after looking at the discussion list for a while, so he simply stopped looking at it. The recent debate between "oneself and oneself" has become a bit excessive. Whenever Zhang Longxiang is mentioned, there will inevitably be people praising him and people disparaging him.
The most interesting thing is that some idiots, who are obviously incompetent and shameless and jealous of Zhang Longxiang's rising literary fame, first judge from a neutral perspective, and then say that they are angered by those who praise Zhang Longxiang, so they are forced to attack Zhang Longxiang.
Fang Yun had long seen through the true colors of these people. It could be summed up in four words: intellectuals look down on each other. If you add four more words, it would be hypocritical.
After breakfast, Fang Yun went to the Royal Guard Camp again, but this time Zhang Qingfeng did not follow him.
Compared with yesterday, the Royal Guards had 30% fewer officers and soldiers, and even more, a full 40% reduction!
Out of an army of 10,000, only 6,000 remain.
Fang Yun sighed inwardly. Even among these six thousand, probably only half of them were truly willing to stay here. The impact of the suspicion of treason was too great and it was fully exposed at this time.
Afterwards, Fang Yun entered the military camp and summoned the officers and soldiers, preparing to reorganize the troops according to his own intentions, formulate a new training plan, and even readjust the types of troops, diet, equipment, uniforms, etc.
After Fang Yun finished making the new plan, Pingjiang General Su Lun took the document and only looked at it for a while before saying, "Recruiting new soldiers is nothing, but increasing military pay, improving food, and other plans will cost at least an extra 200,000 taels of silver every year! The court will never allocate it! What? You mentioned at the end that you want to build a 5,000-man cavalry guard? That will cost at least another 500,000 taels of silver every year!"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "It's wartime now. According to custom, we can ask merchants and landlords for donations."
"The taxes in Zhucheng are already heavy. If we ask merchants for donations, not only will Marquis Lumen disagree, but it will also anger merchants and landlords in the city. You also know that those big merchants and landlords all have followers."
"No, I only target some merchants and landlords. Su Lun!" Fang Yun suddenly stood up and said in a low voice.
"I'm here!" Su Lun put his legs together, stood up straight, and looked at Fang Yun in confusion.
"Call a thousand soldiers and follow me to Zhujiang Street!"
Su Lun was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized, a hint of excitement flashed across his face, and he turned and left.
"Understood!" After taking several steps, Su Lun responded.
A large army is stationed in the south of Zhucheng, while the north of the city is the living and commercial area.
Over the years, the properties of the Zhujiang Marquisate in other places were either confiscated or seized, but the properties in Zhucheng remained nominally unchanged.
There is a prosperous Zhujiang Street in the north of Zhucheng City. All the shops on the street are owned by the Zhujiang Marquis Mansion. In addition, the Zhujiang Marquis Mansion also has deeds to many houses and fields.
After Zhang Wankong disappeared and Zhang Longxiang was imprisoned, all the shopkeepers in charge of these industries were imprisoned. Most of them were tortured to death, and only a few were released.
Those who were released joined various powerful forces, and none of the money they earned over the years went into the hands of the Zhujiang Marquisate.
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